Last night our oldest called from AZ to tell us about his first day in Major League Spring Training camp. The absolute joy in his voice was something I’ll never forget. He went on and on about everything …his locker, Barry Bonds, Felipe Alou. I think he probably smiled in his sleep through the whole night.
After he hung up I found myself reflecting on everything he’s been through to get there. It’s amazing to me how all of the twists and turns in his life now seem to be woven together perfectly to bring him to this place. I always believed that God was guiding his life, but I’m embarrassed to admit how many times my faith wavered …mostly during his struggles. It’s only in looking back that I can now clearly see that the Master of the Universe knows more about baseball than anyone...especially me.
Whatever the future holds, I know that God is in control… and I know that the same God who has been with our son holds each one of your sons in the palm of His hand, too.
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